She who laughs, a shattering glass,
she who walks, drunk to the core -
nimble fairy, sips from the sky;
slips her lips onto its wanton core.
Drops her hands on a purple road;
loses her feet to the night.
The heart she carries in her eyes
and then weeps with all her might.
she who walks, drunk to the core -
nimble fairy, sips from the sky;
slips her lips onto its wanton core.
Drops her hands on a purple road;
loses her feet to the night.
The heart she carries in her eyes
and then weeps with all her might.
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